I laughed my socks off

Last night’s yoga practice was reduced to some simple stretches in the lounge while Hubby and I talked and caught up on each other’s days. There wasn’t space in my day for more.

To start with Hubby kept poking me and making me laugh. We joked about a lot! But I kept on with my stretches because I needed that physical release as much as I enjoyed the emotional release of near hysterics. I think maybe I was overtired from a busy working day.

Then as I sat with my feet in Baddha koṇāsana we both fell silent. I was quiet because it’s that kind of a pose for me, it takes me inside somehow. Maybe it’s a yogic pavlovian response because this is usually a closing pose in class. Hubby was watching me intently and he said afterwards that he thought I looked as though I was about to levitate! Now that would have been quite something!

As it was he commented on how low to the ground my knees were now and how open I looked and he sounded impressed by this. Usually I’d have been a bit pleased by a compliment. But in this moment I just shrugged it off. It’s just a place that my body can be now. No big deal. I’ve not tried to get here, it’s just happened. So the compliment was no more meaningful than telling me I was wearing a nice sweater or something. It’s just a thing about me today at least, it’s not intrinsic to me.

I wonder if this is how it’ll be now? I doubt it. The next compliment I get will probably go straight to my ego!!

So Hubby joined me in Baddha koṇāsana. No special focus, no special breathing. Maybe not ‘real’ yoga! Just being here together, grinning into each other’s faces. We’ll never be one of those amazing acroyoga couples that grace the magazines. But the laughing was quite energetic enough for me!